That Funk

Soooooo.....this morning came rather quickly, tapping me on the forehead and grinning widely--I turned and stuck out my tongue, and I admit, cussed in my head (this 100% internal cussing can no longer be helped since coming to Arkansas....). Blast you new day, and all your promises I thought to myself...

You know how days start blending and can start to S E E M  L I K E  T H E  S A M E.....a little monotonous? You feelin' me? Same old cereal, same old songs on the radio, same grumpy old man on the bus...

And you inhale deeply....
And you look for things to help you hold on--like that delicious cheese stick in your lunch.
And you think about how you used to be fun...

Argh! When did I get boring?!?! I'm telling you--law school is sucking the life out of me! The other day I laughed out loud at a joke for the first time in a week, and almost fell out of my chair because I was so startled with myself!! But I'm working on this. I realize that my loss of "spice" will only give me heart problems, gray hair, and possibly a liking for Good n Plenty. I just need to get out of this funk. I will. I wonder what would happen if I put pink streaks in my hair....


P.S. cheese sticks are still totally awesome--DO NOT get down on yourself if they're the highlight of your day.